Sunday, April 8, 2012

Since the Zip fell asleep in the car we decided to press our luck and punch out one more. I've been to the Seaside Cemetery before but never turn down the opportunity to explore a cemetery, especially one in this area.

The off-season on the Cape is wonderful, especially for letterboxing. You can grab great boxes at spots that are teaming with people in season. Getting to the point was a breeze today. We could almost hear the band playing. Summer is just around the corner.

We definitely didn't have the moon beaming overhead as we went on our moon walk, but instead there was a trifecta of ospreys screeching and circling. Perhaps they were seeking lunch, we did find a squirrel tail and a bunny tail left behind from someone's meal. We also saw a bunch of fiddler crabs peeking in and out of their holes.

After lunch in Yarmouth Port, we searched for a little peace and quiet. I've never seen anything wetter, moldier, and rustier. I'm not really one to infringe on someone else's box but this one needed so much help, I didn't see any other option. There were three logbooks in it and the first two (full ones) were in terrible shape. I left the third which was dry. I brought them home to dry them out and will either mail them to the owner or return them to the box soon.

This morning Hydeezmom and I set out for a little shopping and boxing. We hit two of my favorite places, the PB Boulangerie in Wellfleet and the Atlantic Spice Company in Truro. I highly recommend both places. Perhaps I should've had a clue when the Boulangerie sold out of what we came for when the people right behind us ordered and their waiter was quicker to fill their order than our waiter filled ours. Didn't seem right since we were in line first but c'est la vie, I guess. Anyway, we stopped by the Truro Vineyards only to find new landscaping and new construction going on in the area of the box. Darn.

On our way back we swung by Uncle Tim's Bridge in hopes of catching the butterfly but the road was closed off, people were everywhere, and there seemed to be an egg hunt going on.

Friday, April 6, 2012

Since I had so many hitch hikers, I decided to create a place where these transients could rest before moving on. This is my first HHH and I'm anxious to see how it goes. I thought the area was cool because it sits up on the hill and it looks like evidence of great battles all around, as if the Wizard has been providing protection from interlopers.

BTW, if you are familiar with E man's Merlin, this Wizard came from the same inspiration.

Sunday, April 1, 2012

After dropping off the self-portrait, we decided to loop around and check in on some other adventures. We passed by the missing tile and stuck our tongue out at the tree again, and made our way to the 3rd on the 6th. I took a look through the logbook and thought it funny that so many finders commented on the missing crude bench. When Eman and I originally wrote the clues in 2007 the bench was very crude then, no surprise it didn't last more than a couple more years. Anyway, I took care of a few things, removed a useless and filthy outer bag (where did that come from anyway) and hid it much better as it was practically out in the open.

We also ran into a couple of salamanders in the area of the box. We enjoyed looking at them but left them alone.

From there I headed over to check in on Nixon. I took some bearings to help with the clues since it seemed that some finders were having trouble. Again, I removed the outer bag and rehid better. All the while, I got a strange feeling that I was being watched. Perhaps I was. After all, the woods have eyes.

With only five minutes notice, The Caped Coder came by to pick me up for an outing to my favorite park. I had been holding onto a carving that TNT had done several years ago, thinking I'd make it into a box. This seemed like the perfect opportunity to tuck it away in our favorite local hiking place.

It was a great day to be out and once The Caped Coder finished with his hop, I found a spot for the self-portrait.

When I listed the clues, I made note that this is was carved by a child since I didn't want to disappoint any finders. When I signed in this morning I was greeted by a really nice note from the first finder, Misirae. She said, "Any body that would pass this by being a child carve would be missing out. What a wonderful job." Thanks Misirae for the nice note. I will be sure to pass along your kind words to TNT.